Tag: Tired

Sometimes it’s just too easy to forget, and the older I get the more this becomes my super-power.

I feel confident my friends over fifty can relate…hmmm…unless, of course, they have forgotten how often they forget.

It’s true, I walk into a room and forget my reason for being there. I stand blank-eyed, trying to remember what I was just thinking about before I entered the room. My reasoning is this, perhaps my last train of thought is what led me to this room, so if I can remember that then maybe that would jog my memory as to why I am standing helplessly looking at the contents scattered within the four walls.

One time I got out of the car, closed the door, and realized I had forgotten my phone. Knowing I would need it later, I asked my daughter…(on the other end of the line) to wait a moment while I retrieved my phone. (true story)

Another time, again with my daughter, I found myself stuck in the snow.

I was in the midst of helping her move just outside of Boston. We finally finished unloading the truck and hauling her stuff up three flights of stairs, and now it was time to go out and grab a bite to eat. Beth jumped into the passenger seat and I got behind the wheel, we were sooo tired but happy the hard stuff was over.

Well, if you’ve visited Boston in the mid of winter, you know, more than likely, snow will be upon the ground, and it was on this particular day. Thinking about a cheeseburger I cranked up the old girl (my truck), put her in drive, and proceeded to exit the parking space; however, the wheels would do nothing but spin in place.

Two hungry women on a mission would not be deterred…so I told Beth to get out and push.

When that didn’t work we dug the snow from around all four tires and tried it again…me at the wheel and Beth pushing as hard as she could.

When that didn’t work we searched for something to slide under the wheels, hoping it would give some sort of traction for the spinning wheels. We finally found a scrap of cardboard and I put it under the left front tire, as we were parallel-parked. We assumed the familiar position, me at the wheel and Beth, outside pushing with all her might…still the wheels did nothing but spin!

Beth, exhausted from pushing, finally stopped and came to sit beside me in the passenger seat. We were now two hangry women.

Frustrated, I smacked my hand against the steering wheel of the truck and noticed the small red light that illuminated the word brake.

That was the last time Beth has ever asked me to help her move.

Thank God, enough time has passed so that now we can at least laugh about it.

These funny stories came to mind as I read my morning meditation.

The meditation had taken me to John chapter 14. Here, I found Jesus talking to his friends/disciples saying,

“Remember what I have told you: I am going away, but I will come back to you again…I have told you these things before they happen so that you will believe when they do happen.”

Jesus was telling his friends that soon he would die. He loved them and was worried about how they would feel when he was killed. He worried they would feel confused, abandoned and afraid all of his promises had been a lie. So, over and over again in the four gospels, he tells them,

“Remember what I have told you…”

Friends, I believe Jesus, rich in his compassion, is telling us the same thing…

“Remember what I have told you…”

When things go wrong and people hurt us…it’s so easy to forget he is with us. Feelings of hopelessness, loneliness, and utter despair draw us down into those dark places we created as a child to keep us safe.

How easy it is to return to that lonely stomping ground.

Jesus knew this for his disciples and presently, he knows it for us, as well. If we could but be still in those moments and just breathe…we would hear his voice gently telling us…

“Remember what I have told you…”

I can write this with confidence because He has put his Holy Spirit deep within us and his Spirit abides with us even our in our darkest moments. Jesus gave us his Spirit because he loves us so much, and he doesn’t want us to be alone or feel alone. (It’s possible to be with people but feel alone…been there done that.) In this world, our most loved friends and family may leave us, but Jesus never will.

“…know that I am in my Father, and you are in me, and I am in you…the Father sends the Counselor…and by Counselor I mean the Holy Spirit, he will teach you everything and will remind you of everything I myself have told you.”

A Conversation with God 7/28/16

Me: God, I’m so tired.

God:Come to me and rest.

Me: It’s just this world is getting me down. I’m so tired of hateful, mean-spirited judgement. So tired of the poor being downtrodden so the rich and arrogant can gain. I’m tired of people being mistreated because of the color of their skin, their religion, their gender and who they love. I’m so tired and confused about this election…so many lies…so much division and way too many walls.

God: Come away, and rest a while. I will be your refuge. Lay hold of the hope I give and let it be an anchor for your soul; for I am sure and steadfast. Find your strength in Me and know how much you are loved. Nothing will ever separate you from me because my love is unstoppable. You are a gift to me and a gift to this world.

Me: Thank you Lord. I will lay myself down and rest in your loving presence.

God:And…Lisa…

Me: Yes, Lord?

God:It’s going to be okay. I got this…

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Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? I am persuaded, that neither, death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers, nor things present, nor things to come, nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature, shall be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord. Romans 8:35-39

Come…and rest a while. Mark 6:31

Come unto Me all ye that labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Matt 11:28

We…have a strong consolation, who have fled for refuge to lay hold upon the hope set before us: [This] hope we have as an anchor of the soul, both sure and steadfast… Hebrews 6:18-19

Clouds in the sky on a warm summer’s day. Photo taken from my backdoor step.